tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74331581533816006932014-10-04T20:38:14.817-07:00A billion thoughts, no voice.I'm just a girl in this large world. I'm no one important. I'm no one famous. I'm just a girl that hardly anyone knows.
This blog is just a way to get my thoughts out.
I have so many things to say, about so many different subjects - but never have anyone to share these thoughts with. I can't keep them in my head any longer.
Enjoy my mind.Kariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-41846417486412034152011-08-08T22:07:00.000-07:002011-08-08T22:07:33.682-07:00like a lazy personToday gets 4 stars.<br /><br />&nbsp; Today was a really good day. Even though I had to change at least six poopy diapers, today was quite nice. Nothing really special happened. I woke up at 10:50am, got up and showered and dressed, ready to go at 11:30, got to work at 11:45. Had to go straight in and work when I got there (Usually I get a 5 to 10 minute "break" before going in). Today was different. Today, instead of the 2, 3, and 4 year olds, I had to go in the toddler class room. <br /><br />&nbsp; Did I ever tell you I work at a daycare? Yeah. Well, I do.<br /><br />&nbsp; When I got there, they were all asleep. Five minutes in, two of them wake up. Fifteen minutes in, one more wakes up. Now, we have nearly two hours left of naptime, and I have three one year olds awake. :l<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; I danced a lot today.<br /><br />&nbsp; I stayed in the toddler room for four straight hours, took a ten minute break, then went in with my norms. <br />Went to walmart with my mom, sister, and two nephews. Actually didn't buy a shirt this time. It was quite sad.<br />Then I came home, got on the computer like a lazy person, and started watching America's Got Talent. That that's what I've been doing for almost five straight hours.<br /><br />&nbsp; Oh wow.<br />I have no social life.<br />Like at all.<br /><br />Goodbye for today.<br />Over and out! &lt;3Kariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-79572531528638936802011-08-07T21:08:00.000-07:002011-08-07T21:08:15.524-07:00sucked into the myyearbook social networking sensationOkay day, I give it a 3.<br /><br />Woke up around 8am, had to say 'goodbye' to my older sister and brother-in-law. They're moving to Missouri. <br /><br />&nbsp; Whether physically, mentally, or emotionally everybody is slowly leaving me.<br />And I don't like it.<br />I don't like it at all.<br /><br /><br />I didn't do much today, so this blog entry may be pretty short.<br /><br />&nbsp; Woke up at 8am, got dressed for church, visited for a little bit, said our goodbyes, took a little power nap(since we were skipping Sunday School), woke up, went to church, cried during one of the hymns thanks to four little words, ate lunch at church, came home, got sucked into the myyearbook social networking sensation, took what was supposed to be an hour long nap, turned into almost three hours, and then I ate some cake and watched Britain and America's Got Talent on youtube.<br /><br />And then I thought I'd write this.<br /><br />Fabulous.<br /><br />Kay.<br />Bye!Kariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-72250793413059476172011-08-06T22:08:00.000-07:002011-08-06T22:08:49.226-07:00I'm starting to lose hopeI told you that I was going to start putting down quotes and then writing out my thoughts. Sorry I haven't. I may every once in a while. We'll see.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; Today's rating? Maybe a 2. Maybe. Everything went wrong today. I woke up knowing it probably would, but having hope someone would pull through for me. Nope. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; You see, today (August 6th, 2011) marks two months since I last... well... "kicked a habit". And I was promised, by my friends, that every week I "go without", I get a small little something. And every month, I get a party, or a trip to the mall, or AT LEAST a hang out session. But no. So far, all I've gotten was a necklace my sort of sister made me. Every time I ask my sort of sister (best friend) if she wants to hang out she "already has plans". EVEN THOUGH during the week, she says she can hang out on the weekend. But when the weekend comes, she "already has plans". Doesn't make any sense. I'm starting to lose hope and trust in her. I really am.<br /><br />&nbsp; Anyway..<br />My day consisted of me sitting here, on my bed, watching youtube videos, eating, drinking. That's about it. And then when my day was totally wasted, I decided to watch Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants. Afterward, my sister and I went to Wal-Mart. Guess what I bought. That's right. A new shirt. Typical.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; BUT, I give my night the rating of a 5! For sure! <br />I was able to get on skype with someone I haven't talked to in ages! Meant so much to me. It was amazing. Totally made my day. He's from New Zealand. :D Amazing. I love him. So much.<br /><br /><br />&nbsp;Anywhoha, it's 12:08am here.<br />And I'm sleepy.<br />I'll talk to you later &lt;3<br /><br />-Karianne.Kariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-92138424459257151762011-08-05T20:07:00.000-07:002011-08-05T20:07:12.826-07:00NOBODY WAS THEREToday gets 3 stars.<br /><br />Today was good, almost great, but not quite.<br /><br />&nbsp; Woke up around 8:30in the am, to a house to myself. Always fun. Except today, I think I was visited by a "spirit" or two. Something's haunted, either my mind or my house. First, I was in the kitchen making noodles, and behind me, I heard someone humming. Creepy. Turned around, nothing there. And then, later on, I was in the bathroom, and in between songs (one song stopped, and before the next one came on) I heard my sister come home, unlock and open the door and came in laughing with some other person. I went in the livingroom to tell her about the humming I heard, and guess what? NOBODY WAS THERE. Not even a car in the carport. The door was locked and everything. What. The. Crap?<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; Then I went to the bank, to cash my check, EFF YEAH, PAY DAY. Then to work. <br />Work would have been better if I didn't have to do a three person job by myself WHILE THE OTHER TWO PEOPLE WERE IN THE SAME ROOM DOING ABSOLUTELY NOTHING BUT WATCH ME. :l I should get paid extra. Seriously.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; Then my family went to Marin's, a Mexican restaurant, after work. Because my niece is staying the weekend with us for her birthday. I got the Hawaiian Quesadilla (ham and pineapple in a tortilla with a side of Spanish rice) Uhm, yum!<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; Then we went to walmart and bought junk. I bought a new shirt &gt;:) Nothing unusual, I always buy shirts. I like shirts. They cover things. Kay.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; Now I'm here. I watched a bit of Paranormal Challenge and Ghost Adventures. Now, I'm blogging, jamming, and nomming.<br />Strawberry Italian Ice&lt;3<br /><br />Hope you enjoyed reading about my day.<br />See ya 'round!<br />-KarianneKariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-82874727585113607992011-08-03T16:29:00.000-07:002011-08-03T16:29:39.016-07:00I guess it was just time for one.&nbsp; I give today 2 stars.<br /><br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Woke up around 8:10am, had to be at work in 5 minutes. Takes 10 minutes to get into town. Wonderful.<br />Got to work, and there starts my bad day.<br />-The kids wouldn't listen to me.<br />-My family wouldn't listen to me.<br />-My stomach was hurting all day.<br />-I ate cheese - reacted to it, of course.<br />-No one would reply to my texts.<br /><br />&nbsp; I haven't had a bad day in a long time. I guess it was just time for one. Blah.<br /><br />&nbsp; I don't even feel like going into detail about my day, today. I just don't feel good at all. But I felt like I had to write something today.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I can't wait until payday.Kariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-67563428108817849792011-08-02T16:55:00.000-07:002011-08-02T16:55:21.663-07:00End this little jiggimuhjoo.&nbsp; Today's rating? I give it 2 stars... maybe 3. <br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Today was good, I suppose. Nothing exciting happened. But nothing bad happened either.<br /><br />I had to wake up at 5:40am, and go to work with my mom, while my dad and my sister went to go vote for <span data-jsid="text">local primary</span>. I'm not registered to vote. Power to the people?<br />&nbsp; Anyway, I got to work at 6:30 and worked until about 8:00am, then I got to come back home until 1:30pm when I start my usual shift. <br />&nbsp; Before we came home, we went by Wal-Mart to get drinks, even though the gas station we usually go to is on the way home and the drinks are cheaper, we thought we ought not risk the random stranger being there with like a gun or something ready to fill us full of lead for not doing as he told us to do. lolrunonsentenceftw.<br />&nbsp; So, we went to Wal-Mart, nothing exciting happened. I bought some soup though. Soup is nice. And chicken nuggets. I love me some chicken nuggets. ....&gt;.&gt; anyway.<br /><br />&nbsp; We came home and I told myself I was going to make a video blog, and edit a few pictures, and take a few pictures. I ended up on the computer, bored, and then fell asleep. Ha. Slept for about 4 hours. Great nap. Then I got up and went off to work. <br /><br /><br />&nbsp; My day sounds so boring, I know. One of the main reasons I give it only two stars.<br />What? You want to know the other reason? <br />Oh no, trust me, you don't.<br />What? No.. get over it, just get over it.<br />I'm not going to tell you.<br />It's a private matter.<br /><br /><br />Annnnnyyyyywaaaay.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I don't have a lot to say today. So I'll just end this little jiggimuhjoo with a quote.<br /><br /><br /><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>"Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great." - Ellyn Sanna</blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Kariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-54960998170243538142011-08-01T18:20:00.000-07:002011-08-01T18:20:17.665-07:00An unlucky victim to go get killed.Today was a good day. I give it 3, out of 5, stars.<br />&nbsp;&nbsp; I woke up this morning.. or well, afternoon at 12:30pm. I woke up to a text message from my boss (who is also my mother) asking if I would like to come in at 1:30 today. That would have only given me 45 minutes to wake up, get ready to leave, and do the things I wanted to do. I decided that I wanted to wait until my usual time and not be there until 3:00pm. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So that was sorted. I woke up wanting to make a vlog on youtube. Which I did, whilst sitting on my toilet. xD I wasn't using it, I assure you. Just a nice, quiet place to sit and talk to a camera. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; And then that wanting-ness to talk to people that I don't even know exist (anybody could be watching me, and I wouldn't really know), I thought that I would start a blog. A place to share the things I need to let out, without having the knowledge of being judged by what I have to say. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; So what happened? I made this blog. Ohyay.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp; Then when it was time to go to work, we left (my sister and myself). We went to the gas station first, to get a drink or two. Well, while we were there, something kind of creepy happened. This random guy came up to my sister and asked if she was driving. Then he asked if she could drive him to the park. She didn't really give him an answer, but she told him that she's driving me, and I had to get to work. So my sister came back into the gas station (I was still in there picking out a snack) and she told me about it and then started to call our mom, because something like this has never happened and we didn't know what to do. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Well, the guy followed my sister, like all over the store. Creepy much? And then he found me. Asked if I was the girl that my sister was driving. I said yes, and he then started piling on my, already full, hands two icees and two straws. He wanted us to take those icees to the park and give them to total strangers sitting by the restrooms at the park. -blink- He also gave me $10 for gas money, as a 'Thank you' for doing him this favor. This is where I started to feel bad. My parents told us not to do it. So I had to hold two icees and a $10 dollar bill in my hands all the way to work, then I had to go into the kitchen and pour the icees down the drain. Oh my god. My heart was full of guilt. I mean, we never said we would do it. But still. I wasted the guy's money by pouring the icees down the sink, and keeping the money. <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; I would have taken the people the icees if it were my decision. But you never know if he was just getting some unlucky victim to go to the park for him so the people waiting could, like, kill us or something. But then again, you never know if it was totally legit. Just vfhjedthfyui ugh. I still have the money in my pocket.<br /><br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Anyway, then I was at work, and worked. Now I'm at home, making this post while eating noodles and listening to All Time Low.<br /><br />I hope you enjoyed my ramblings of today.<br />As Myles Dyer says,<br />Adios til next time. &lt;3Kariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7433158153381600693.post-19712097294457926982011-08-01T12:21:00.000-07:002011-08-01T12:21:46.047-07:00As free as a bird, I wish to be.&nbsp;&nbsp; I just recently graduated from highschool. Well, sort of. I was in the GED program at my local college. I passed the GED test in April (2011) and participated in the GED Graduation Ceremony on July 14th, 2011.<br />&nbsp; I was given a graduation present by one of my co-workers. It's a small little pocket book. "Blessings For You, Graduate" is what it's called. It's just full of inspiring quotes. About life and what to do or how to do and the like.<br />&nbsp; I am going to, for the most part, every day share a quote from the book, and then write out my thoughts on that quote.<br /><br />&nbsp; But today, in this post, I just want to introduce myself. Let you know a little about me.<br /><br />&nbsp; My name is Karianne Henderson. Everybody spells my name wrong, or they *think* that it's "so hard to pronounce" so they shorten it. "Kari". Well, I absolutely hate being called Kari. I'm not exactly sure why, but I just don't like it. You can't shorten my name. You just can't. I wont reply to you if you call me Kari. D: I just don't like it. Karianne (Carrie Ann) it's really not that hard. <br />-cough- Anyway. Enough of that.<br /><br />&nbsp; I am 20 years old. My birthday is October 8th, 1990 (Exactly seven days after Charlie McDonnell. I just thought that was cool). I was born in Florida, raised in Mississippi. <br /><br />&nbsp; The list of all the things I can do, have done, and are able to do is A LOT shorter than the list of things I can't do, have never done, and aren't able to do. <br /><br />&nbsp; I've always just wanted to go places. To any places. Anywhere. I just want to travel. I've always, for as long as I can remember, wanted to buy 8678454668978567 AA batteries, buy a laptop, and just go EVERYWHERE and take pictures of EVERYTHING. But I have just never been able to do so.<br /><br />&nbsp; I'm so scared to go places by myself, but no one wants to go anywhere with me. So I'm going to have to either get over/face my fear of being alone, or just get over the fact that I'm going to be stuck in this small town in Mississippi forever. <br /><br />&nbsp;I wish I were a bird. Or have the magical power to turn into a bird. So I can just fly away. And be free. Birds are the freest of animals. I am beyond jealous of birds. I want the freedom of a bird.<br /><br /><br />&nbsp; It's time for me to go to work now.<br />Thanks for reading.<br />You now know a wee bit of me.<br />I hope you enjoyed reading.<br /><br />"Adios til next time." - Myles DyerKariannehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08141149535371255003noreply@blogger.com0